(oje manena mana ankhi firaile bole na, na, na,)
Oh he does not want to be forbidden
As I turn away eyes, saying no, no, no
Me repeating night is over
The nightlight have faded
Looking at my face saying no, no, no
Mad wind being unpleasant erratic
Falgun is sadly sounding Ha Ha
As many times I say it’s time to go
Standing at the door says no, no, no
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